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Toxic Lipstick are the hottest chix in grade 9, so u better bring a spare pair of undies in case u cream your good ones!!!! These ca-razy teens are emotional and hard hitting, with matching uniforms and voices that harmonise perfectly. Often they tear their uniforms off at exactly the same time to reveal amazing rock eisteddfod-esque costumes underneath. This move is generally busted just before the girls drop le bass.

Most people are all too aware of the fact that Toxic Lipstick are professional athletes who are unafraid to bust BITCHEN dance moves right in your face. In light of this astounding information, certain jealous types have reverted to the spreading of vicious rumours about the girls. For instance, it is purported Toxic Lipstick is no more than a front for failed early 90’s psy trance band ‘Sexual Acid and the Phfat Tits’ in a desperate bid to relaunch their non existant career. Anyone who believes this cruel lie must surely be wasted on premium triple dipped brown acid, as the girls were only born in the early 90’s, boasting the same age as Nikki Webster.

 

Discography.

poopinTOXIC LIPSTICK : POOPIN : (2008) : CD : AUD$15 (coming soon pre order now)

Many people say u can`t polish a turd. It`s just impossible. But fractal-crackin bass junkies Toxic Lipstick have done the impossible gettin' busier than mum down the pub on singles nite to produce their the seminal 3rd debut album Poopin. With such crowd thumpers as Rape Me, Itchy Balls, and Teen Mum, Toxic Lipstick have shown that magic really can happen... even if it`s just in your pants. Get ready 4 the bass sensation that is...poopin!!!

"Poopin sounds reelly good, it makes me feel good 2" Steven, 4 (Logan, Brisbane)

"After coming home from work, there`s nothing I like better than a cold glass of Poopin" Steven, 12 (Wombat Peaks, Tasmania)

"Poopin`s like a fine wine that gets u wasted" Toxic Lipstick, 14 (no relation), (Purga Creek, QLD)


prisoner of hormonesTOXIC LIPSTICK : PRISONER OF HORMONES : CD (2005). AUD$15

After selling panadol to ravers to fund their first album `When the Dove`s Cry` the girls are at it again this time unleashing their difficult second album on legendary imprint dualpLOVER records. Ultimately this new opus in pre-teenism shows that "Doves" their first offering was merely spotting compared to the heavy menstrual flow on the new album ‘Prisoner of hormones?.

REVIEWS:

"Peakers and tweakers alike unite! Australia’s original ecky-jawed badgirls are back with their second full-length, jammed to the brim with foul ’n’ feisty skag-tech rapdowns and bangin’ carnivalesque delights. These teen idols are ill at ease spewing giggly rushes of crass peer group pressure over BPM rapidfire and mongoloid 8-bit brutality. They wrangle themes of incest and cow birth on ‘Cuntry Lovin’’ and squeal on heat for chaos and man-meat throughout ‘Put It In’, which surges like Sigue Sigue Sputnik scoring Mortal Kombat porn. ‘Tracey’s Slumba Party’ is included on this disc as well as on their excellent debut – with overworked smartchord arrangements and a sing-song vocal delivery, Toxic Lipstick are somehow able to make ‘poon’ seem like the most relevant word in the English language. Forever young, these globe-trotting marvels present the Australian youth experience through a hot pink lens, aiming digital guns at a mile-long shitlist of disillusioned yet totally hot sluzzas and bevans. Puberty is a battlefield." - Adrian Trajstman, MESS+NOISE.

"Lock up your My Little Pony and any sharp objects left lying around, because Toxic Lipstick are back. With little time to spare in fact – Prisoner Of Hormones represents Synthia J Popp and Cyndii Valentine’s second album in 12 months, a time they’ve spent relocated in Japan’s noise / breakcore capital Osaka before only recently returning to their homebase in sunny Brisbane. The resultant time spent amongst such contemporaries in Osaka as Ove Naxx (with whom the girls recently undertook an Australian East coast tour) has clearly invigorated their furious electro-thrash attack, with this second album presenting 12 new tracks over a furious total running length of just 26 minutes. As for the lyrical subject matter, listeners to last year’s debut offering When The Dove’s Cry will already have some inkling of what to expect, with Prisoner Of Hormones picking up the baton from that previous record with themes ranging from underage lust, heroic drug use and menstruation to pony grooming.
Curiously enough, Prisoner Of Hormones comes across as one of Dual Plover’s most ‘accessible’ releases in some time, a description likely to be more indicative of the confrontational nature of that imprint’s release aesthetic than any intended approachability on Toxic Lipstick’s part. Opening track ‘Slut C*nt Hairbrush’ crashes proceedings open with a bang, the girl’s processed teencore yelps riding a stiffly robotic electro-rockabilly backing of analogue synths and tinny-sounding drum machine rhythms, before ‘Dear Diary…’ sees fellow Brisbane noiseniks Anal Cookie bringing the noise on a studio collaboration that places screwed-up hiphop beats beneath Synthia’s trash-talk rapping (”Being a teen is really tuff / especially when you’ve got an itchy muff / all I wanna do is get fully laid / mum does too and she gets paid.”)
From there, ‘Truth Dare’ unleashes a furious volley of rapid-fire breakcore rhythms beneath swirling ‘Flight Of The Bumblebee’-esque synths in a rave-damaged slice of thrash that’s had too much red cordial, while ‘C*ntry Lovin’ even manages a sly digression into inbred electro hoedown territory (”I love you like my daughter / even though you are my sister”). Like many of their fellow Dual Plover brethren, Toxic are undoubtably a primarily visual prospect that’s best experienced live in person, where you can “aah” at their matching full-body Doremon pyjama suits and freak at the drooled fake blood. Prisoner Of Hormones certainly represents the perfect audio souvenir, and easily represents a stronger, more diverse collection than its predecessor. In the mood for gratuitous eighth grade toilet / sex humour over speedcore tempos? Let’s hope these two sluzzas never graduate Year Nine…" - Chris Downton, cyclicdefrost


when the doves cry

When the Doves Cry CD (toxic, 2005) (sold out)

Toxic Lipstick are still chillin’ in grade 9 at Poxy Avenue State High, but that hasn’t stopped them from releasing the DOPEST album (as voted by ravers on the party island Ibiza) of 2005…’When the Doves Cry’. The only thing that can be said of this seminal album is that it is definitely hotter than Drazic.

 

 

LINKS :

OFFICAL HOMEPAGE
Toxic Lipstick on / LAST fm / Myspace
Toxic Lipstick Reveal All, feature article from fasterlouder, by Danica Davis.